and we walked on water..

give me another lifetime, and another chance at this, and i would have still chosen to spend the evening with you. returning the books together, having dinner together, and walking home together. i would, i really would.

i guess the idea of mambo night never did and never will appeal. thank God.

caught in the middle of a decision that can go two ways..

knowing what you want in future now moulds the present that shapes the future..


and it's not about having what i want, it's about wanting what i have and need.

i need you to be happy.

rejection in it's own subtle ways.

i was snubbed and it wasn't pleasant. the sheer coincidence and conclusion is amusing but upsetting too. leave me alone..

"sometimes the best even by all members of a team ain't enough, because a team that does not perform, will cease to be a team in a matter of time."

drained. tired. and just wanna get it over and done with lah.

i want to stand tall on those two occassions, i really do, but the time and way you've put it across, i'm put of by it now. i truly am.

"desecrated, putrid, and defiled thou soul hast becometh...
prevaricated, a canard, and a sham is what your life is.."

what a sad state anything can come to, and yet it has to be that greater things might come to past. on a brighter note, at least i know i ain't defenceless against this onslaught and suffocating intoxication. i've got a my battle plan ready, and it's time to move from inside the ramp on to the beach for war..

Lord, let it to now, today, that the silver show the truth, that the scales fall, and that the heart and soul be broken that it might be contrite. broken only can you teach, then do what's necessary. make that difference happen my King, and 3 fortnights from now, we shall see the advancement of thy troops marching as planned, with heads held high, proud to be wearing armour that bears your emblem burnt deep into their souls. may we have Your blessings for we ask these in His name. Amen.